I totally brainfarted out that yesterday was Thursday. Thus, realizing that today was Friday, it occurred to me that I never posted my this n thats. Derp and all that.
I'm not dead. Not even close. I am, however, in a stupid place. You know the one where you're not doing anything and you're feeling guilty about not doing anything so you don't do anything? Maybe that's just me. :shrug:
The prezzies I bought for the neighbor kids are wrapped. Now I just need to get the prezzies from here to next door. I also have a tin of cookies for the across-the-street neighbors and I package of cookies for Mom that need to be mailed. And yet, here I sit. (Of course, right now it's too early to do anything... excuses excuses)
Sawyer decided that this morning was a good time to revisit his old vaudeville act wherein he pats rhythmically on the front of the dresser ad nauseum. This act was followed by a song routine of old favorites by his partner, Finn. I thought we'd moved past this, but apparently not. Silly cats.
I have a song stuck in my head. (Not Finn's.) So I looked it up, because I hear it on the radio a lot, but I have no idea who sings it or anything. It's called Too Sweet and it's by Hozier... Hozier? Really. Okay, my brain is now channeling The Mackenzie Brothers, but whatever. (Yes, I know... their word was hoser, but still...) Apparently, it's the dude's last name and apparently he's some kind of social justice warrior. Damn it. This is why I don't go looking into celebrities.
And now for something we hope you'll really like... (If you don't know where that phrase comes from, I'm sorry. Maybe if I start it out with 'Hey, Rocky... watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat.' :RAWR: 'Looks like I need a better hat.')
My hands hurt. Unfortunately, not from writing. Pulling a sled with logs on it used muscles I didn't know I had and there ya are.
Speaking of logs, Hubs and I were just joking around about what to do with the big trunks - especially the black cherry that's still standing. It's beautiful wood and it would be a shame to cut it up for firewood, but it's so heavy, we'll never be able to move that stuff on our own. So, we got the idea to carve it where it is. I said something about doing a faun/satyr, then he said something about a tableau of woodland creatures. Then we both said something about turning it into a totem. With Trump's head on top. Then Reagan, Lincoln, and Washington. :gigglesnort: We're so funny.
Okay, that's probably about all I'm worth today. I need to get back to marketing. Last day for DYING EMBERS freebie and all that. Have a great day wherever you are. Hasta la bye-bye.
